Pleased Cats

Did you ever have one of those days when everything just seemed pleasant? That's the kind of day it was here. Everyone had some good sleep last night, the butter was good this morning and so were the snuggles. Every time I felt like having a snuggle, there She was. Not out visiting or watching a graduation, but right here where I like Her to be. I got an especially good brushing today, and laughed when She said She could make a new cat out of the hair in the brush. I know She can't really do that, you see.
The only trouble is talking about a subject called politics. He and She both like the President and are worried about the other guys who want to replace him. They are afraid the country might turn into a huge mess and They can't stand that. But luckily, Kasey and I don't understand most of it, so we could still feel pleasant.
Yesterday They were too full of duck to want any dinner, but tonight He asked for spaghetti. She gets the healthful kind, so it is OK. It is a once-in-awhile kind of dinner. He doesn't feel like He can't get what He wants to eat that way.
They have a lot to do tomorrow, but you may be most interested that the packages are going in the mail. If you get one too soon, just save it, OK? You will only have to wait a little while. Sy-o-nara.